How sweet! How relish able!! How memorable!!! the days of that boyhood
When we moved with hearts light, minds free but hands ever mischievous
But now, shame to unpack the bundle of cares gnawing at my manhood
Cursed with scores of kinds by chi! I Penury, killing by acts presumptuous

To feast my eyes with thy 11atiloka,vaibhava,, before reaching my,
finale
I trekked from Mathura chanting your name & 12Rukmini, thy
female
With only, a handful of parched rice, remembering your crazy preference
Please accept and Crunch them as before rile sans any kind of difference.